Mallory St. (eric arthur)...

Real flowers tonight, maybe for the first time and observations on living alone going to bed sick at 3am and waking up sick because I stayed out drinking instead of stopping and getting rest. Genetically predisposed to mania and dementia and every subtle color of being lost and crazy – but not baldness god damn it – so fuck it if I make that far, but I’ll be goodlooking in my...

Anti-Meridian (eric arthur)...

Anti-Meridian   Just a call and she was back. Months lost to a raging din of static Tracing lines through the black, Gypsy nights The full spectrum of opiates and downers Morphine, Dihydromorphine, And Holly, driving at the speed of light, beautiful, through the Velveteen streets and veins of highway.   -Tell me everything, Eric. Make me jealous.   Somewhere, wandering in the space...

s23, West Babylon (eric arthur)...

S23, West Babylon Unshaven now for weeks with those same dark Blue Jeans. Brown and Cream sweater and Hair like I just got fucked Or woke up in a public bathroom. And I did just get fucked. And I did just wake up On the floor of the men’s room in Penn Station And it’s too late to catch my train. And it’s too early to be doing anything Anymore. But going....